Brandon Nobles – My Honeybird

My Honeybird, I wish would sing;
Everyone has tragedies,
Yelling screaming shouting leave
And when they’re gone
And you’re alone
You wish to see them so—
You hear that track,
That old track it takes you back
to a time lost long ago—
where aimless walked the child lost
in zigzags through the snow

It shouldn’t have to end, though stops,
Becoming just a photograph forgot
The Ferris wheel goes up, goes down,
Around, around, such beauty, friends,
A pint of vodka saw it end.
The blue lights and the red went by,
Neon the colors lit the sky.

Each cohesive piece was scattered,
As would a mirror having shattered.
The edifice of glass was built to fall,
Like ancient Babylon and gone.
The empty walls, the dusty throne,
One blink and a year has took,
Passions kindled by the brook,
And leaves it head on the mind,
Still lost in space and lost in time.

And there it is, alone, still waiting,
By the cage of your bird lost,
Your honeybird that skipped across,
The couch and TV, the perch,
Now sat upon a ghost that moans,
Of memories that won’t come home.

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